,” Chanda chaunk gayi. Maine tezi se dhake lagana shuru kiya, “Saali kya mast chut hai teri. Lagta hai bahot din se chudi nahi hai. Ahh ahh ahh ah...h.”“Haan bahot din ke baad chut mein koi lavda gaya hai. Haye. Mast mota lavda hai tera. Meri chut fat gayi re, bhosdiki.” Chanda ko dard bhi ho raha tha. Ankhon se aansu bhi aa rahe thay. Lekin maza bhi utna hi aa raha tha. Isiliye gaand hila hila kar chudwa rahi thi chinaal. Mera lavda ab phulkar mota aur lohe ki tatha sakth ho gaya tha. Main uski. Eventually the rythem gets steadier. My breath gets faster. I can tell I'm getting close and slow down. Turning over, I reach under my bed and grab around for my lucky purple vibrator. I turn it on and reach back, tracing it up and down my ass crack. When I get close to my pussy hole, I gasp again. Let's do this. I turn back over onto my back and send the vibrator to my clit. "MMM." My breathing is faster and more jagged. Slowly I push the vibrator into my hole. "Ohhhh. God." My moans get. " I told her she was correct; but, in my case, I had written myself post-it notes in about three places so that I would not forget. She said that she thought it was sweet of me. I promised to give her a present for her birthday later, since all the craziness lately, along with preparation for finals, had not given me time to shop specifically for her. She reached down to grab my cock and asked if her present involved what she was holding. I kissed her and removed her hand, telling her the she. I was not confident enough to respond, or to judge what was appropriate behavior, so I said nothing although she must have known I was flustered. Debbie enjoyed that sort of thing.I never said a flirtatious word to her over our years working together. But, aside from her skin which was terribly and unattractively leathery from too much sun (especially for a redhead), she kept herself in great shape (through swimming, I later discovered), and I found her very sexy, and had sexual fantasies about.